Swinging Sunday

it's very strange how life is; how people are.

it's a point where you don't really have an idea what you're gonna do next, planless, lack of focus, no idea what you want. and basically, bumming ard waiting for something or someone to come along and push you along their path.

it's random. the sudden rush of playing the piano. the serendity of music. the melodious sound of soulfulness.

the sudden mood to flirt. the egoistic rush that comes with it. the attention that you get from it.

the sudden swing to melochany. the weird feeling of guilt. a reminder of the pain.

met millicent, my dear ex-colleague who's just finished her final exams from SMU, after tuition today. She's always such a dearie, very sweet and nice to everyone. her family's so close-knitted, it doesnt matter that her house might be messier than mine. she kisses her mum sorry-i-havent-got-time-to-help-you, calls her lil' sis darling, hugs her mum when she's leaving the hse. like i never did any of these before with my family. enviousity. a new term i coined. People who don't know her might find it skeptical cos "why would anyone be so nice?" they asked. Well, she really is. She has her share of stories of ppl irritating her, but she also has lovely stories about how dear her group of frens are to her. Seems like she meets nice ppl everywhere she goes! but really, it's only becos she is so nice, that others are always nice people to her. Innocence is always good. Anyway, we had the famous Fei fei Wanton mee along Tembeling Rd (or sth like that) near Joo Chiat and it was FANTASTIC. The noodles looked boring when they first came, with tiny slices of char siew & veg & wanton with plain looking pale-yellow noodles. One weird thing is that it came with a spoonful of chilli on the noodles. it's meant to be stirred into the noodles, mel said. Right, so i tried and at the same time wondering how come it automatically comes with chilli when i din ask for it. it's only when you really taste it that.....it SOOOO uberly yummy! omg. The noodles were soooo goood! i can't find a correct adjective to describe it, but it's smooth and not dry like the normal wontan noodles you find outside. yum yum! OH! And when u're done with ur noodles, bring ur bowl to where the noodles are cooked (the store front) and e auntie will automatically know wat to do - in a flash of lightning she grabs your bowl, puts a dash of fish stock (tt's wat mel told me), throws in some spring onions, pour some soup in and WALA~! The very yummy-non-MSG soup is done! Apparently the residue chilli after you finish your noodles is meant to add taste to your soup! Might sound a bit disgusting but it's UBERLICIOUS, i tell ya.

Came back home and flirted with the thought of going rollerblading again. Yesterday was great when i went with zhu who tried it for the 1st time. She can blade slowly now!! so proud of her!! :D I'm very happy! we'll go again, won't we zhu? hehe.

Well, i guess i won't go - the skies looking gloomy now. sigh.

Suddenly decided to play on my piano. it's surreal, the feeling. the rush of music flowing from your fingertips to your mind, filling you with a wave of peace. only regret? should have learnt it well when i was younger. i'm struggling with sight-reading now. blah.

how's the rest of the day gonna be? tomorrow's labour day - good thing cos long weekend. hopefully i'll get to go out tonight. pretty aimless these days. well.